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Lamont D said:
There was a huge Waterstones in the city, in Bold street. It was a place to get my specialist sci fi and the fiction I enjoyed when I bought books before, I got an e reader.. The actual shop, before it was a book store, is famous as the shop, in Bold street, for a time slip incidents.
Look it up!
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That is really spooky @Lamont D
 
lindisfel said:
When mother died of a heart attack it was Marjorie and I did vigil night and day for over 48 hours. I had some special leave.
It was expected I arrange the funeral. I wanted her buried with my dad, who died in 1946.
No way said my sister who was fanatically opposed to anything related to church.
After my radio therapy 20 years ago I did not know whether I would live or die, I visited the family graves after we first had seen Marjories mum, then on to Hykham to Joans house and the feeling of malice could be felt by both of us as we arrived. There was nothing we could say we had a very difficult time, we were going to book into hotel and she threatened me.

When we got home she rang me and cut me off, changed her will, was cying all the time and sent me the reciept for my dads grave in 1946.
With her crying my b.i.l. joined in p, thinking I was say things, I said nothing. She cut off her neices as well.
Apart from how cheap the digging and cost was he was put in a double grave ready to recieve my mother when she died.

So when people speak of cremation or burial I think of mother being turned into dust and my siser demented continually asking where was her mother and (driving her impatient husband to anger) wanting to see her.

Well if she had been buried with our dad she could have been taken to the grave and reminded.
D.
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A horrid situation @lindisfel
 
Annb said:
8.9 at 0630 today. I'll take that as a proper FBG. Surprised to have slept so long without feeling even stiffer than usual. Maybe one meal a day suits me. Not that that has stopped me having a whoelmeqal bread and cheese sandwich for breakfast. Thought I was short of time to go for my leg bandaging trip to town. I got that wrong because I still have 20 minutes in hand.

Good new is that I've lost 0.8 of a kilo this week. Now exactly 104 kg. Can't see where I have lost the weight, but my clothes are a bit less tight.
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Really good news that you have lost that weight. I bet not that many people have lost weight over Christmas. @Annb
 
dunelm said:
Such sad and painful times that you and I suspect a great many people carrry. I know that I do, different but all the same. I hope that you have more joy in your life than sadness. Take care.
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I found Jesus Christ in my mid 30s @Krystyna23040 and I have been free ever since.
The problem for me was I was once a second generation JW elder and had the guts to leave a man made idolatrous system.
Many have lost their families and commited suicide.
 
Krystyna23040 said:
I thought we had lots of books but you have definitely got a huge amount more @Annb
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Not much more to do here, other than watch TV or read - or chat on this forum. It's not a competition though; we have just always been around books. As a child I remember putting together a "lending library" in the garden using a wooden clothes horse and planks of wood to hold all my books and inviting other kids on the street to come to browse and borrow them. Come to think of it I never did get all of the books back. Maybe they didn't understand the concept of a lending library. Maybe that's what happened to my Enid Blyton books and my copy of Rebecca. :)

My grandfather had loads of books which he allowed us to look through (before we could read) and both my brother and myself loved just handling them (hands washed first) and looking at the illustrations in those that had them. Another link in the genetic connection to books and words.

It meant we were always easy to buy presents for (as long as they weren't cartoon versions).
 
gennepher said:
Fbg 6.7

Weather is hellish out there. Windy & rainy - far too much so to be able to put out the wheelie and my recycle bags out last night so I was up early this morning to put them out...recycle is usually collected before 7 am...

Back in my nice warm bed.


Wildlife nighttime video...oh dear oh dear oh dear...

Badger manages to make a big mess of the swing...the eyes watching him at the beginning are Jade's eyes...but half way through Badger stops tugging at the cushion, & goes to the end of the swing & the eyes looking over the swing are the badger's (reassessing the cushions?) & then he returns & gives an almighty yank to the cushion & pulls it right off despite it being tied with rope to the swing...he has either chewed through or broken that stout rope...
Many many clips that night, reduced to 2min19secs
Some of the clips have nothing on apart from a rocking swing, and then I know the badger unseen to me is chewing through the ropes at the back of the swing or under the swing before his frontal onslaught of that swing. That badger definitely thinks out his problems....

I have had a few YouTubers contact me and say they don't want me to stop the badgers getting on the swing because I have created apparently, a Badger hotspot with the cushions. I have a theory about men and their feather cushions/pillows (clue, an ex-boyfriend had over 200 feather pillows and cushions in his attic besides the myriad elsewhere, and when I left him I took some of my favourite antique designs), and that now that cushion obsession includes the species of male badgers. National parks (U.S.), apparently set out to create these hotspots where you can view badgers, but I unintentionally created a hotspot with cushions. And these YouTubers want the cushions to remain, and not for me to prevent the badgers any further, because it is a highlight of their day because they are rooting for that badger ...

What lives we lead...

So #Repellabadger project will have to be put on hold (for the moment, but I have a couple of sneaky ideas...)



Creative...a digital painting, painted with my swirling fingers...

I need a nap before I start the day again.

A cuppa tea now.

Have your best kind of day...

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Lustrous, mystical, gossamer like!
Not bad at all!


I am running out of nice different things to describe your doodling!
 
Krystyna23040 said:
That is really spooky @Lamont D
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It has happened more than a couple of times.
It is all over YouTube, if you search.

The science boffins reckon it's because of the underground system with the station opposite that causes an electromagnetic field. I personally believe it's Doctor Who gone Scouse!
 
When in my early teens I remember opening a cupboard in our house to find it stock full of my mother’s books all by authors like Daphne du Maurior,
Georgette Heyerdahl and some by Jeffery Farnol once I had rea d them all I found my self somewhat addicted to historical romances and the like I think maybe I was one of the only teenage lads in my area that had even heard of such authors let alone had read nearly everything they had published.
 
I don't know if anyone remembers the great outcry against the book "The Flesh Is Weak". It was back in the days when there was censorship in Britain. It got past the censors but a lot of people thought it too pornographic for publication. These days, I suppose it would be very tame and people wouldn't bat an eyelid. Wondering what all the fuss was about, my mother bought a copy but my father saw it and immediately threw it into the fire. He wouldn't allow such filth in his house! Mum never did discover why everyone was criticising it, Dad only had "common knowledge" to inform him because he never even looked inside the cover. I sometimes wonder what the fuss was all about. It was only one of 2 times when a book was burned. The second time was when I bought a second hand book intended for Alistair - a book with a title to attract youngsters, now forgotten, with a historical theme, and it was both offensive to my mind and rubbish. Alistair objected saying that he knew I didn't approve of burning any books, so why burn this one? It went on the fire anyway. Not an action I would normally condone.
 
Lamont D said:
It has happened more than a couple of times.
It is all over YouTube, if you search.

The science boffins reckon it's because of the underground system with the station opposite that causes an electromagnetic field. I personally believe it's Doctor Who gone Scouse!
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I had a time slip experience @Lamont D in Central Station on the Wirral line waiting for a train to West Kirby...spooky and meant I was an hour late in meeting J in West Kirby. He didn't believe me.
And another at Walton Junction railway station where going to the station over the footbridge, all the people around me were in Edwardian clothes. That one happened several times. It was a steam train, so I didn't know what to do. So I waited until everything went back to normal...then I caught the normal train to Liverpool...

I haven't had one recently which I am glad about!!!
 
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6.6 this (another) festive day!

I'm not jealous!
I can't draw, paint or do artwork.
I'm not a wealthy man
I have never met a badger!
I went to the school of hard knocks
And the university of life.
I am a proud working class bloke.

The third accident happened this morning when Mrs L inadvertently (not bad from someone who learned from books) knocked the Christmas tree on top of me.
No major damage except to my lack of skill to dodge falling glitter festooned branches and of course my use of the English language spoken so soon after.

Have seen a number grandkids seeing it is #5 birthday. Mrs L has cake on her list for afters later.
Ran out of batteries for her ornaments. Amazon due soon.
Gammon has magically disappeared.

Darts and footie seems to be on the menu again.

Mrs L has reiterated (see posh words) she wants Christmas over!
I told her it was!
She said something nice (ish)!
Ok, it soon will be.
Not soon enough for her!

In one report, the paper, was beside itself, when it was announced by the EU, that the U.K.will not be part of the great link scheme. Which will see all parts of the union linked by rail, ferry, air. To be completed at the end of this decade.
That is taking back control.
Especially when we can't even build one rail link!

My best wishes to you all as always
 
gennepher said:
I had a time slip experience @Lamont D in Central Station on the Wirral line waiting for a train to West Kirby...spooky and meant I was an hour late in meeting J in West Kirby. He didn't believe me.
And another at Walton Junction railway station where going to the station over the footbridge, all the people around me were in Edwardian clothes. That one happened several times. It was a steam train, so I didn't know what to do. So I waited until everything went back to normal...

I haven't had one recently which I am glad about!!!
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Wow!
That is the station I mentioned.!
Wow!
What where you smoking?
Ha! Only joking!
That would blow my mind!
It must have been like an out of body experience. The goosebumps, the tingling and sick must have been unbelievable. I'm jealous now!
All my mystic things are Deja vu or in my weird dreams.
What an experience!
Thanks for sharing!
 
Lamont D said:
Wow!
That is the station I mentioned.!
Wow!
What where you smoking?
Ha! Only joking!
That would blow my mind!
It must have been like an out of body experience. The goosebumps, the tingling and sick must have been unbelievable. I'm jealous now!
All my mystic things are Deja vu or in my weird dreams.
What an experience!
Thanks for sharing!
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No, I wasn't smoking I never have!!! And never will!
 
JohnEGreen said:
When in my early teens I remember opening a cupboard in our house to find it stock full of my mother’s books all by authors like Daphne du Maurior,
Georgette Heyerdahl and some by Jeffery Farnol once I had rea d them all I found my self somewhat addicted to historical romances and the like I think maybe I was one of the only teenage lads in my area that had even heard of such authors let alone had read nearly everything they had published.
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There was a poster, many years back who was an author and did historical fiction.
Her pen name was Lesley Hale.
 
Annb said:
I don't know if anyone remembers the great outcry against the book "The Flesh Is Weak". It was back in the days when there was censorship in Britain. It got past the censors but a lot of people thought it too pornographic for publication. These days, I suppose it would be very tame and people wouldn't bat an eyelid. Wondering what all the fuss was about, my mother bought a copy but my father saw it and immediately threw it into the fire. He wouldn't allow such filth in his house! Mum never did discover why everyone was criticising it, Dad only had "common knowledge" to inform him because he never even looked inside the cover. I sometimes wonder what the fuss was all about. It was only one of 2 times when a book was burned. The second time was when I bought a second hand book intended for Alistair - a book with a title to attract youngsters, now forgotten, with a historical theme, and it was both offensive to my mind and rubbish. Alistair objected saying that he knew I didn't approve of burning any books, so why burn this one? It went on the fire anyway. Not an action I would normally condone.
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One of the biggest things is the growth of knowledge.
In astronomy, it is the latest from the new telescope photos that have the boffins rethinking big bang etc
In archaeology, the latest new sites in area all over that have historians trying to understand our pre history.
Egyptology, that is far older and scientifically advanced than first thought. And mainly Nubian.I
The South American civilisation, the pre Columbian civilisations.
String theory, and loads more.
Book burning, religious dogma, Royalty, tribal history, political history has censored, hidden, banned and prohibited knowledge. Censorship has confounded the growth of our understanding of the universe.

Brexit is the same ideology!
 
Lamont D said:
I have seen that footbridge, at Walton station a few times on the Northern line. It is creepy @gennepher
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It is creepy, and I used to come back at nighttime and go over that bridge. My first Hearing Dog for the Deaf never liked crossing that bridge. One dark night, she refused to let me enter the footbridge. So, I went back to the Station, told the Station Master who locked up his ticket office, and came with me over the bridge, but half way across, there was a shadow at the end of the footbridge. The person turned round and ran away along the railings at the backs of the houses. We could see him and we waited until we couldn't see him any more. The Station Master said I am seeing you to your front door. And he did.

My dog probably saved my life that night @Lamont D
 
Annb said:
Not much more to do here, other than watch TV or read - or chat on this forum. It's not a competition though; we have just always been around books. As a child I remember putting together a "lending library" in the garden using a wooden clothes horse and planks of wood to hold all my books and inviting other kids on the street to come to browse and borrow them. Come to think of it I never did get all of the books back. Maybe they didn't understand the concept of a lending library. Maybe that's what happened to my Enid Blyton books and my copy of Rebecca. :)

My grandfather had loads of books which he allowed us to look through (before we could read) and both my brother and myself loved just handling them (hands washed first) and looking at the illustrations in those that had them. Another link in the genetic connection to books and words.

It meant we were always easy to buy presents for (as long as they weren't cartoon versions).
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We have three book boxes in the town, one at the end of our street and next to the post box. You can put your no longer needed books in and take whatever you want. Sometimes they are full to the brim and sometimes a bit Mother Hubbard. My dad had a garage devoted to books when they lived in Somerset, we estimated about 10,000. It was the biggest issue when they moved to France. He still has a couple of thousand. They visit an English book exchange every month and he is slowly parting with his ‘children’.
 
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